Monday, June 20, 2011

Steer note to myself. June 28, 1990.

I don't want this. I don't want anything. I'm very tired of my existence. I'm tired of waking up each day. I feel centuries old. World weary.
Someone please dig me a hole. I have neither the strength or courage.

"When Black Friday comes
I'm gonna dig myself a hole
I'm gonna lay down in it, 'til I satisfy my soul..." Steely Dan.

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